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“If they find their way here, I’ll be in big trouble, and the little girl who treated you to lunch and the old man will also be in danger.”
"Right now, you probably don't want that kind of thing to happen."
Curaçao nodded with a bitter expression.
It's not the loss of freedom that's painful.
Rather, it is the inability to atone for one's sins and the potential for disaster to befall those around them that leaves one with mixed feelings.
“Mr. Lin!” Curaçao suddenly spoke up, “Although I can’t provide you with intelligence or go back to the organization as an undercover agent, the various skills I possess haven’t disappeared.”
She spoke with great force, "If it's just about fighting an enemy, I can definitely help. Besides, don't you have the ability to change my appearance?"
Lin Che tilted his head. "The premise is that you have to gain my 100% trust first, and I don't know if you will suddenly regain your memory and then turn around and shoot me."
Curaçao frowned. "So now that you're letting me move around freely in the house, you don't have those concerns?"
“So I’ll still tie you up when I go out.” Lin Che pressed down on Curaçao’s shoulders to turn her around, then gently pushed her forward. “Don’t think of me as some kind of philanthropist. Go and tidy up your room.”
As his aching and throbbing shoulders were pressed down, Curaçao felt a strange sense of comfort, and his tense and anxious mood was relieved.
Moreover, the thought that "Mr. Lin is very handsome" suddenly flashed through her mind.
Actually, it's the 35 charm points from the black top hat that are working (the hat isn't fixed yet).
After Lin Che left, Curaçao closed the door and walked to the window.
There was no sunshine to enjoy today, but everything outside the window was new and exciting to her, and she felt a strong urge to explore the world.
But after a moment she drew the curtains completely, leaving herself in complete darkness.
Besides avoiding being discovered by the organization, she also needed to change her clothes first.
At the lingerie store, the saleswoman noticed the scars on her wrist and insisted on going into the fitting room with her.
The other person first asked her if she needed to call the police. After discovering that she wasn't wearing a bra, his expression became strange. He even whispered to her if this was a task assigned by some master, and advised her to stay away from strange men.
Curaçao couldn't understand what the other person was saying at all, but could sense their goodwill.
As I took off my clothes one by one, the events of the morning in the study came to mind.
Her mind was now filled with Lin Che, along with various shameful and infuriating images.
"Open the door."
At that moment, Lin Che's voice suddenly came from outside the door.
Curaçao was startled, her face immediately turning bright red. She quickly grabbed her clothes to cover her chest, "Wait...wait a minute!"
Subconsciously, she felt she should obey Lin Che's orders as much as possible, and she was also afraid of delaying his important matters.
In short, she felt that the fault lay entirely with her, even though nothing had happened yet.
So Curaçao quickly ran to open the door, only holding her clothes to cover her body.
Lin Che was stunned when he opened the door and instinctively scanned Curaçao's entire body.
His "X-ray vision" only allowed him to see the outline of people through walls; it wasn't true X-ray vision. He thought Curaçao was making the bed, but she was actually changing clothes.
Curaçao blushed, her posture shy, and her eyes were still watery as she looked up. "Is there something important?"
"You change first." Lin Che closed the door.
It wasn't that Lin Che was shy, nor was it that he had become a saint.
He wasn't that eager for sex, and sex was just an add-on, not the key factor.
After waiting a while, Curaçao changed her clothes and invited Lin Che into the room. The two sat down on the edge of the bed.
Lin Che put away the first-aid kit he had found. "Your wrist needs some medicine. Do you need my help?"
Curaçao injured both wrists, making movement difficult, but she gritted her teeth and applied the medicine herself without any problem.
But for some reason, her thoughts suddenly went astray, and she timidly reached out her hand and said, "Then I'll have to trouble you."
Lin Che wasn't an idiot, nor was he an innocent young boy; he naturally understood that Curaçao's current reactions were abnormal.
Could she be suffering from Stockholm syndrome?
Does this count as successful staining?
Chapter 106 Prelude to the Memorial Service
The task wasn't showing as completed yet, and there was no progress bar, leaving Lin Che completely baffled as to what Curaçao was thinking.
Furthermore, Curaçao currently does not display any favorability rating.
But this woman does look a bit like Stockholm now.
Lin Che didn't feel any guilt. Whether it was kidnapping the person or temporarily imprisoning them, including the actions he took during the day, it was all perfectly normal behavior.
After all, Curaçao is an extremely lethal assassin, with a firm will and an unyielding spirit, always ready to launch a counterattack.
He couldn't possibly be so saintly as to disregard his own safety to give preferential treatment to the other party.
After confirming that Curaçao's amnesiac nature stemmed from a kind heart, he promptly adjusted his strategy.
While pondering, Lin Che applied medicine and bandaged Curaçao's wounds, and also took the time to observe Curaçao's expression and reaction.
All I can say is that she was absolutely adorable and shy like a little girl.
"That's about it. You can continue tidying up the room. I'll be right next door. Call me if you need anything."
Lin Che did not stop thinking about continuing to cultivate a relationship with Curaçao.
Because this is against common sense.
Victims can develop feelings for their perpetrators in a short period of time.
But the perpetrator cannot.
Curaçao, no matter what, possesses a rich mind, and the time spent together was short.
Lin Che felt that if he went with the flow and immediately tried to win over Curaçao, it would likely backfire.
Back in his room, Lin Che used his maxed-out [Detective Instinct] ability to continuously monitor Curaçao.
Not long after he lay down, Lissell suddenly sent him an email asking if the task was completed, since the employer had already settled the payment.
Of the 30 million US dollars, Lissell would take 20%, which would amount to 6 million dollars.
Lying at home, Lisael made six million dollars in just a few days – a deal that would make her overjoyed.
In today's society, the ability to make money is an important criterion for judging whether a partner or spouse is excellent.
Undoubtedly, Lin Che was quite outstanding in Lisa's eyes.
She's so outstanding that she's no longer satisfied with just 20% of the partner's share; she wants Lin Che to evolve into her spouse so she can get at least 50% of the share.
Moreover, Lin Che suited her taste quite well.
strong ability.
fierce!
Lisael rolled around on the bed in her nightgown, playfully patting the bed with her feet like a little girl.
Her fiancé stood in the bedroom doorway with a strange expression.
how to say.
Although his fiancée looked very youthful and cute, he always felt that she was in a relationship.
I'm very worried.
Lin Che then briefly explained the whole story, and also laid the groundwork by saying that he would ask Lisael for help if needed tomorrow.
He wanted to avoid using "Pramia's Fury" as much as possible; getting something for free was the best option.
He also said that the enemy he encountered this time was very similar to that group of men in black—he did not tell Lisael about the organization's existence directly because he was afraid that she would avoid him out of fear.
Although the organization doesn't currently project a particularly oppressive image, it is, in the established lore, one of the world's leading underground forces.
Unfortunately, Lisa said she needs to behave herself for a while.
After clearing his emails, Lin Che put down his phone and went to sleep.
I only intended to take a nap, but when I woke up it was already late, and everything outside the window was gray and hazy, so I couldn't tell the time at all.
I checked the time; it was 7 p.m.
"It's actually on time."
Lin Che rubbed his eyes and went out, heading straight downstairs.
[Detective Instinct] shows that Curaçao and Ai Haibara are sitting side by side downstairs chatting.
"You're finally awake?" Seeing Lin Che appear at the corner on the second floor, Ai Haibara stopped talking and got up. "Let's go to Dr. Agasa's house for dinner. I've been waiting for you for a long time."
Curaçao, with the air of a caring older sister, stood there waiting with a gentle smile on her face.
Lin Che approached and casually asked, "What did you talk about?"
Curaçao quickly lowered her voice, "Don't worry, it was just a simple chat, I didn't say anything extra to her."
Actually, it wouldn't matter much even if I said it; it would just mean explaining things earlier.
Dinner was, as usual, a family gathering, uneventful and without any excitement.
Lin Che could tell that Curaçao had something on her mind, and so did Ai Haibara.
However, he was too lazy to ask, since he could probably guess.
Ai Haibara's affection level has stagnated for a while now; perhaps tomorrow will be an opportunity.
Lin Che wasn't opposed to letting the little girl take risks, since Ai Haibara wouldn't actually face any mortal danger anyway.
The greater the crisis, the more rewards you can gain, such as increased favorability.
Doing things that are infinitely beneficial to oneself within the rules can never be considered wrong.
The night was quiet.
When I opened my eyes the next day, everything outside the window was still gray and gloomy, and the snow was about to fall but hadn't yet.
Koizumi Akako sent a message early this morning, saying that she was ready to go and search for the second power of black magic.
Lin Che declined as usual, saying he would contact her again when he had time.
Kaito Kuroba also sent a message asking what he had been up to lately, whether he had any difficulties learning disguise and voice-changing techniques, and told him not to be shy and to just let him know if he needed help.
Lin Che took the opportunity to have another disguise face made by Kuroba Kaito, which could be used by Curaçao in the future for convenience.
Speaking of Curaçao.
Lin Che knocked on the door of the next room, telling Curaçao to hurry up and go to the toilet if she wanted to, and to do whatever she wanted to do.
He'll have to tie the other person up when he goes out later to ensure their safety.
Curaçao felt a little wronged and wanted to say that she would never run around or do anything unnecessary.
But in the end, she didn't say anything.
After making arrangements for Curaçao, Lin Che put on his disguise and headed to the Beihu Central Hotel.
Shigehiko Tobuchi clearly stated that the promised extra commissions would be settled together, but the money hasn't arrived. This guy might be causing trouble again.
However, the newspapers did not report the other party's death, so it seems that the organization still decided to take action at the memorial service.
At the same time, Ai Haibara absentmindedly put down her schoolbag, her eyes unusually empty.
Last night she had a dream that wasn't good, but it wasn't bad either.
Gin appeared in the dream, leading Vodka to Professor Agasa's house, pointing a gun at her and sneering incessantly.
Ai Haibara was terrified, but her fear didn't last long before Lin Che came to her rescue.
In her dreams, Lin Che was like an omnipotent superman.
He punched Gin and kicked Vodka, quickly defeating this duo that could bring endless fear to the world.
Ai Haibara didn't think the dream was bad because Lin Che protected her in the dream, completely eliminating the threat of fear.
The reason she felt the dream wasn't good was because the second half... was full of springtime charm.
She actually had that kind of dream, with Lin Che as her role model!